I got to know of Thaatha being in Mysore - but without Basket full of Guavas', there wasn’t any Banana load or oranges. I was 4 when Jaaja left all of us. I could not understand then - but over time I realized that he would not be present to greet me at the road, no more outings in the fields, no more fetching dropped mangoes, no more checking the Hen hut when we heard the Fox cry, I can go on . My first exposure to Permanent Change.
My Mom's biggest strength had left her. A man who emphasized education to his half a dozen girl children was no more.
Naliyanda K Medappa 12-06-1912 - 26-01-1976
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